No former performer’s performed this performance!”
I thought it would be “fun” to make my husband an ice cream cake (his favorite) for his birthday. The cool thing is that I could make it beforehand and freeze it until this weekend. Time saver. I have never made an ice cream cake, nor am I the baking-type, but I figured it couldn’t be that hard. When I’ve purchased Baskin Robbins ice cream cakes they are wonderfully decorated, perfectly stacked, symmetrical and come in just the right sized box. That‘s what I was aiming for. I Googled "ice cream cakes," but few explained how to easily create the Baskin Robbin's layering thing, so I decided to piecemeal together my own recipe. I fastened my sense of humor and got to work.
I started with my 9-inch spring-form pan to make two mint-chocolate chip ice cream layers. Wax paper and time is the key here. Then I baked up two boxes of Devil’s food cake mix, and I used three, 9-inch round cake pans. This was my first mistake, as I produced enough Devil’s food cake and ice cream to serve all of Whooville. For a week. After all cakes were baked and frozen, I layered my 11.8 pound (yes, I got the scale out) heavyweight masterpiece as it melted and slouched. I had to work quick, slathering on chocolate frosting in between layers to keep it glued together. My lopsided masterpiece is eight inches high and nine inches wide! It is much huger than I anticipated (think Baskin Robbins on steroids) and I have no idea how I will frost all that square footage without it melting, or falling apart. And if, if, I can frost it, we will need an axe to cut into this frozen mass. I keep hoping Thing One and Thing Two will roll through my door and complete it for me. I am visiting Costco this morning with the hopes of finding a box big enough to store it, as my decorative glass cake holder is dwarfed by this frozen monster.
It is not turning out as pretty as I hoped, but Dr. Seuss would appreciate my uneven blob of cartoon-cake performance. And hopefully, my husband will too!
Riding a unicycle is like life. To be successful and enjoy the ride, they both require tremendous balance and focus. I sit up tall, shoulders back and imagine I am holding one of my young boys under each arm. My best-friend-techie-husband’s hand on my seat (hubba, hubba) to guide me, and my two wiener dogs running alongside, looking like double Dumbos. As I train to ride Blanche, my unicycle, in a half-marathon, I think how good God is as the breeze blows my brown hair, a big smile on my face. Come along for a thrilling one-wheel ride while I do my best to maintain balance... but keep an open mind, there is always something new to learn!